Ezra's arrival and video-call conversation wasn't as disruptive as it could be, although Hana was made clearly aware of the volume. So was the other occupant of the kitchen, who cleared his dishes and such before making a hasty exit. For the most part, Hana was able to ignore what was going on and focus on her work. The rice was close to done. She switched the frypan to the active element, turning the heat back up.

She fished two spoons out of her pack of cutlery. The first stirred up the rice to make sure it was done. [color=00aeef][i]Close enough, the pan will finish it.[/i][/color] The second went into the Berry sachet. [color=00aeef][i]Not too much, maybe about a teaspoonful for each.[/i] "Satomi, the board, please?"[/color] It was obligingly pushed over to her, and Hana set to work. She divided the rice into six roughly equal portions, compacting it into ball shapes with her hands to ensure it wouldn't fall apart in the pan. A light dusting of the powdered Oran went onto each before she wrapped them in a manner that would seem rather curious to someone unfamiliar with the process: the angular approach flattened each rice ball slightly.

[b][color=eea1f6]"Hooking up, huh?"[/color] [color=dc9000]"With HOW many girls??"[/color]

[color=00ffae]"It's not like that, chill out."[/color][/b]

Hana gave a short sigh through her nose as she wrapped the last of her creations, thinking of people she knew back home and what they would think of the conversation. She said nothing, though. Anything she did say would likely only add fuel to the metaphorical fire of curiosity. Instead, she got back to work. The sound of frying soon filled the kitchen as she deftly added the full batch to the pan, turning them regularly to ensure the soybean paper didn't crumble and the rice held its shape.

She was, however, caught completely off-guard by another raised voice. She glanced away from the pan for a second to find Fary hanging up on her own phone call and sitting down in a less than stellar state. [color=00aeef][i]Stars above, there are distractions across the board! Focus, Hana. One thing at a time. Status... yes, these are done.[/i][/color] Hana lifted her creations from the pan, straight back to the board to cool.

[color=00aeef]"And we're done. Don't touch yet, though, I'd prefer to distribute them once we're back on the road. Satomi, you know the drill, make sure they cool evenly while I clean up."[/color]

[color=de0000]"Pawn-ya?" [i]Where's mine?[/i][/color]

[color=00aeef]"You get plenty of these already, young miss. Patient hunter, remember?"[/color] Satomi rumbled something to the tone of discontent, but did as she was told. Hana was used to it. Satomi could be a bit excitable when she wanted to be. It made her smile as she sealed her packets, stowed them in her suitcase, and started work on the dishes. They didn't take long to wash, dry, and stow; cutlery was quick to clean up, and the pan just needed a brief scrub to clear away the oil and prepare it for the next use. Likely that evening, if they didn't reach Pewter City before sunset.

[color=de0000]"Ya." [i]All done. They're cool enough to carry.[/i][/color] With Satomi's help, the batch promptly went into a container with a vent in the lid, for future distribution.